Archive | September, 2012
30 Sep

So, this happened last weekend…My first 1/2 marathon! Successfully completed with great friends. I really can’t believe how much fun I had with these girls and am so lucky to be able to share this accomplishment with them. We walked it and ran a bit here and there and finished ahead of our projected goal. I was pretty sore for a couple of days afterwards but nothing major. Well, except for my bum foot. That has been acting up again since the race and I won’t be doing the 1/2 I had scheduled in a couple of weeks. I’m disappointed but I know its the smart thing to do.

I feel re-energized about running/walking/jogging/waddling, albeit getting back into it very slowly so as not to hurt the foot again. Stupid injuries. I have a couple of fun 5Ks next month that I’m excited about. One is a Halloween race that I’ll be doing with kiddo, in costume. Stay tuned…

mish mash

14 Sep
  • BFF from high school coming to town tomorrow. Looking forward to hanging with her. It’s been ages and ages. We are opposites so it will be interesting.
  • That whole “It Takes A Village” thing? B.S.
  • My gramma moved into an assisted living facility Friday. It was time but still, its kind of sad.
  • I just painted my nails and did a really horrible job. Its ok though because I plan to blame it on kiddo.
  • Politics makes me sleepy. Thus why I have CNN on right now.
  • I’m walking a 1/2 marathon next weekend. I have no business doing this.
  • Kiddo can now write her name. And tonight she asked me what rhymes with “poopy butt”.
  • I like Wolf Blitzer’s glasses. Reminds me that I need new ones.
  • Dangit, I forgot to pick up my meds at the pharmacy today.
  • I want to go to a roller derby bout. This will happen.

too much

4 Sep

3:00 AM seems to be my time. My time to what, I don”t know exactly, just “my time”. I didn’t mean to fall asleep on kiddo’s floor (yet again) but here I am. Eating Honey Nut Cheerios from the box and struggling to remember my WordPress password because I don’t log in as much as I used to. I remembered it, obs. And dang, I am too old to be using terms like “obs”.

Part of the reason I haven’t posted much lately is that I am in this place where I’m extra conscious about what I put online. I’m kind of feeling a need to withdraw a bit and put less out there for reasons that I won’t go into here because, well, that would just be the ultimate irony wouldn’t it? Ha. Even though it is censored, sometimes life just seems too transparent when things are posted for the world to see if they stumble upon it or seek it out, either way. You never know who is reading and sometimes when you find out, its surprising. And just weird. There are options of course…the primary one is making this blog private, for my close friends and family only. Becoming less active or even deactivating Facebook, Twitter, etc. Maybe being extra conscious is enough but I don’t like the way that makes me feel. Constrained and limited. And y’all know how I hate to be constrained and limited. Repetitive themes my whole life.

And so, I sit here at 3:00AM and think about such things when it would probably be more productive to be prepping clothes and lunches for tomorrow to make my morning run smoother.

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